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Kazan by James Oliver Curwood. Kazan is a 1914 novel about a tame wolf-dog hybrid named Kazan. It was written by James Oliver Curwood and was followed in 1917, by a sequel, Baree, Son of Kazan. Kazan, one quarter wolf and three quarters husky, travels to the Canadian wilderness with his owner Thorpe where they meet man named McCready who Kazan recognizes as someone who abused him in the past. When McCready attacks Thorpe's wife Isobel, Kazan kills McCready and then runs away fearing the harsh punishment for killing a man. He later encounters a wolf pack of which he becomes the new leader, and has a mate, Gray Wolf. One day the pack comes across a sick, old man, Pierre Radisson, his married daughter Joan and her baby girl. Seeing the woman, Kazan turns against his pack, protecting the family from the other wolves. Eventually the pack, with the exception of Gray Wolf, runs away. Joan and her father take Kazan with them and nurse his wounds. After he has recovered, his new owners leave for Pierre's cabin in Churchill. Gray Wolf follows them at a distance hoping to be reunited with Kazan. Pierre dies on the journey, leaving his daughter, her child and Kazan alone to reach the cabin. That winter Kazan spends the day with Gray Wolf while sleeping at the cabin at night.

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L’ENSORCELLEMENTDans la confortable maison où il se trouvait à cette heure, Kazan était couché, muet et immobile, son museau gris reposant entre les griffes de ses deux pattes de devant, et les yeux mi-clos.Il semblait pétrifié comme un bloc de rocher. Pas un muscle de son corps ne bougeait, pas un de ses poils ne remuait, ses paupières n’avaient pas un clignotement.Et cependant, sous cette apparente immobilité, chaque goutte du sang sauvage qui coulait dans les veines de son corps splendide frémissait en une émotion intense, inconnue de lui jusque-là. Chaque fibre de ses muscles puissants était tendue comme un fil d’acier.Les quatre ans d’existence que comptait Kazan, chez qui il y avait un quart de loup et trois quarts de chien husky [1], s’étaient entièrement écoulées dans les immenses et blanches solitudes de la Terre du Nord. Là il avait connu les affres de la faim, là il avait subi le gel et le froid. Il avait écouté le gémissement des vents sur les Barrens [2] et s’était aplati, sous le craquement terrible de la tempête, au bruit du tonnerre des torrents et des cataractes. Sa gorge et ses flancs portaient les cicatrices des batailles qu’il avait livrées et, sous la morsure de la neige, ses yeux s’étaient injectés de sang.On l’appelait « Kazan », le chien sauvage. Il était un géant parmi ses frères de race et son indomptable endurance ne le cédait en rien à celle des hommes qui le conduisaient, attelé à un traîneau, à travers les mille périls d’un monde glacé.Toujours Kazan avait ignoré la peur. Jamais il n’avait éprouvé le désir de fuir. Pas même en ce jour tragique où, dans la forêt de sapins, il avait combattu contre un gros lynx gris, que finalement il avait tué.Ici, dans cette maison, il ne savait pas ce qui l’effrayait. Et pourtant il avait peur. Il se rendait compte seulement qu’il se trouvait transplanté dans un univers totalement différent de celui où il avait toujours vécu, et où des tas de choses inconnues le faisaient frémir et l’alarmaient.C’était son premier contact avec la civilisation. Et il attendait, anxieux, que son maître revint dans la pièce étrange où il l’avait laissé.La chambre en question était remplie d’objets singulièrement troublants. Il y avait surtout, accrochées aux murs, dans des cadres dorés, de grandes faces humaines, qui ne remuaient ni ne parlaient, mais qui le fixaient du regard comme personne encore ne l’avait jamais fait. Il se souvenait bien d’un de ses anciens maîtres, qu’il avait vu gisant sur la neige, immobile et froid comme ces mêmes figures. Et, après l’avoir longtemps flairé, il s’était rassis sur son derrière, en lançant au loin son lugubre chant de la mort. Mais les gens appendus au mur, qui l’entouraient, avaient le regard d’êtres vivants. Cependant ils ne bougeaient pas plus que s’ils étaient morts.Kazan, soudain, dressa légèrement les oreilles. Il entendit des pas, puis des voix qui parlaient bas. L’une des deux voix était celle de son maître. Quant à l’autre… Un frémissement avait couru dans son corps en l’écoutant.C’était une voix de femme, une voix rieuse. Et il lui semblait se ressouvenir, comme dans un rêve, d’une voix semblable, qui portait en elle douceur et bonheur, et qui avait, au temps lointain de son enfance, résonné ainsi à son oreille.

Kazan is a 1914 novel about a tame wolf-dog hybrid named Kazan. It was written by James Oliver Curwood and was followed in 1917, by a sequel, Baree, Son of Kazan. Kazan, one quarter wolf and three quarters husky, travels to the Canadian wilderness with his owner Thorpe where they meet man named McCready who Kazan recognizes as someone who abused him in the past. When McCready attacks Thorpe's wife Isobel, Kazan kills McCready and then runs away fearing the harsh punishment for killing a man. He later encounters a wolf pack of which he becomes the new leader, and has a mate, Gray Wolf. One day the pack comes across a sick, old man, Pierre Radisson, his married daughter Joan and her baby girl. Seeing the woman, Kazan turns against his pack, protecting the family from the other wolves. Eventually the pack, with the exception of Gray Wolf, runs away. Joan and her father take Kazan with them and nurse his wounds. After he has recovered, his new owners leave for Pierre's cabin in Churchill. Gray Wolf follows them at a distance hoping to be reunited with Kazan. Pierre dies on the journey, leaving his daughter, her child and Kazan alone to reach the cabin. That winter Kazan spends the day with Gray Wolf while sleeping at the cabin at night.

This is a pre-1923 historical reproduction that was curated for quality. Quality assurance was conducted on each of these books in an attempt to remove books with imperfections introduced by the digitization process. Though we have made best efforts - the books may have occasional errors that do not impede the reading experience. We believe this work is culturally important and have elected to bring the book back into print as part of our continuing commitment to the preservation of printed works worldwide. This text refers to the Bibliobazaar edition.

This is a pre-1923 historical reproduction that was curated for quality. Quality assurance was conducted on each of these books in an attempt to remove books with imperfections introduced by the digitization process. Though we have made best efforts - the books may have occasional errors that do not impede the reading experience. We believe this work is culturally important and have elected to bring the book back into print as part of our continuing commitment to the preservation of printed works worldwide.

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